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No Use Crying Over Spilt Spaghetti
by Anonymous Author ([email protected])

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Jason's mom accidentally drops a plate of spaghetti on
one of Jason's friend's lap. What happens after that
starts out innocently enough, until she finds herself at
the mercy of a group of 16-year old boys that are no
longer hungry for just spaghetti. (M+-teens/F-adult, nc,
inc, MILF, blkmail, exh, 1st, oral, anal, b**st)

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"I'm so sorry Derick!" she cried.

Deb rushed to wipe it off, but it was a complete
disaster. She raked frantically at the spilled
spaghetti, using both her hand and forearm to sc**** it
off his lap and back onto the plate she held between his
legs.

"Get back Rex!" she yelled at her black lab as he nearly
knocked her over to get at the fallen food. He was one
of the largest labs you'd ever see, nearly as large as
Deb. He minded her well though and scurried off at her
scolding.

"I am so - so sorry, I can't believe..." she turned back
to Derick and kept apologizing. Deb's son, Jason, had a
bunch of his friends over. She was serving them all
dinner, carrying two plates with her hands while
attempting to balance another two on her forearms when
one slipped onto Derick's lap.

Jason's father, Frank, was twenty years her senior. Deb
had worked as a secretary for him at his office.

The embarrassment she was feeling about spilling the
sauce and spaghetti on Derick suddenly turned to a
completely different type of awkwardness. Her hand had
raked over a huge bulge in his pants. She couldn't help
but glance.

"OMG!" her mind was screaming as she ogled his swelling
pants. She could hardly force herself to look up she was
so embarrassed. As she waited for the redness in her
cheeks to go down, she became all too aware of the
hushed chuckles from the others.

Deb quickly jumped up, turning to face the rest, glaring
unbelievingly at the group of boys huddled around the
table all aiming the back of their phones at her.

"What do you think you are all doing!" she demanded.

"Looked like she was giving him head!" one of Jason's
friends whispered excitedly over his shoulder to
another. The other only nodded stupidly, his eyes dazed
and his mouth drooling.

"What!" Deb gasped. But she knew, she had heard him. She
had dived down hurriedly to try to wipe the spaghetti
off Derick's lap...Doug turned his phone towards her.
From their view, from the view she was now seeing on the
screen of Doug's phone, was the back of her head bobbing
up and down from behind the table in Derick's lap (as
she worked furiously to clean off the spaghetti).

"Give me that!" Deb yelled at Doug. She had never liked
Doug, the way he always looked at her, undressing her
with his eyes. You couldn't blame him though, they all
did it, she just didn't like when Doug did it.

Deb was younger than all of their moms, and though she
would never admit it, she relished overhearing Jason's
friends teasing him in the other room about her being a
MILF. Made her feel good, being noticed still even
though she was in her late thirties. But Doug, he was a
perverted little twerp. And he looked older than the
rest, as if he'd been held back a year or two in school.
She'd believe it.

And of course he and Jason had to become best friends.
Jason was nothing like Doug, in fact, exactly the
opposite. She could never understand why Jason and Doug
even got along. Jason had been such the perfect c***d,
never getting into trouble, that is until Doug came
along... she feared it was her fault.

It wasn't until late in high school that Jason really
matured and blossomed into the handsome young man he was
today. When he was younger, he was a tiny, scrawny
little thing, always getting picked on. She had
sheltered Jason for too long, and now that they had all
graduated high school, she feared he was growing a bit
too wild with his new found freedoms.

"This will be a hit online!" Doug cheered, pulling his
phone back as he then began tapping at it busily.

"NO!" screamed Deb as she lunged at him, but the table
was in the way.

"Give me that phone!" she demanded, but Doug only
laughed.

"I don't think so," he taunted her, dangling it in the
air.

"Jason?" she looked to her son, expecting him to do
something. Jason looked dumbfounded. He simply shrunk in
his seat, he seemed even more embarrassed than she. All
of Jason's friends had it on their phones, all were
ogling their screens.

"I can't believe you boys, Tim, Spence, you delete that
this instant," she scolded them. Nobody paid her any
mind.

"Let us see your tits and then we'll delete the video,"
Doug offered boldly. The whole room fell dead silent.
All the faces were now peeled from their screens,
staring with jaws dropped at Doug, just as Deb was.

"You'll watch your mouth young man!" she finally
collected herself from the shock of it and threatened
him.

"You want me to delete you giving Derick a blowjob?" he
again taunted her. Everyone shifted uncomfortably. Doug
was taking this a bit too far.

"Shut your mouth!" Deb was becoming irate. This was
absolutely terrible. Doug was a horrible person, she
knew he meant it and with today's social networks...
there was just no way she could let him do that.

"Jason, do something," she pleaded. Jason still looked
completely dumbfounded, but he finally shook it off and
stood up.

"Come on Doug, guys, knock it off."

"No," Doug cut him off immediately.

"You want us to delete this?" he turned back to Deb, "we
want to see your sexy tits! Not like we haven't seen
most of them anyways, always wearing them low cut
shirts... and that blue one, WOW!" he turned back
smirking to the guys. They all smiled and nodded
eagerly, thinking about Deb in that shirt. Deb turned
beet red, she knew the shirt.

"And, last year at the beach, in that black bikini, damn
it was...!"

"UGH!" Deb gasped, "Enough you little twerp, delete that
this instant!"

Deb actually thought she had scared him into deleting it
as he turned his phone around to where she could see the
screen again, but his finger was instead, awaiting atop
the Send button.

"NO!" Deb yelled, but all of Jason's friends only
chuckled. She was mortified. She turned to Jason, but he
looked just as scared as she was, he would be no help.
All the boys were now staring at her chest. She was
wearing a simple white t-shirt that fit tightly about
her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, thirty eight and
they still stood as firm as when she was twenty. Having
all these boys ogle her like this though made her feel a
bit violated, this was going to be difficult.

"Alright," a defeated Deb gave in. She had no options,
she knew Doug would carry through on his threat and
there was just no way - NO WAY - she could let images of
her out like that. It would be a scandal, in a small
town like this! She would never be able to face her
neighbors again... she would be humiliated. She would
give these little pervs a peek and then it would all be
over.

"If I..." she couldn't even bring herself to say it,
"...you'll delete that video, all of you?" she eyed them
carefully.

All of them nodded as they stared hungrily at her.
Butterfly's invaded her stomach. She was about to flash
a bunch of teenagers...she felt eighteen all over again.
She had been known to be a little scandalous in her day,
but all that had changed after she married Frank.

"Well," she couldn't let them post what looked like her
giving some sixteen year old a blowjob, she closed her
eyes, gritted her teeth, gripped the base of her shirt
tightly in her fists, and to her utter shame she hauled
her shirt up, over her chest.

Her large breasts slipped suddenly from beneath the
tight tee, bouncing into place, exposed. All the boys'
faces followed them like bobble heads. They were
absolutely beautiful, her skin naturally tan, her
areolas barely darker with a hint of pink. For most
present, these were the first real boobs they had ever
seen, and none could imagine anything better. Several
squirmed uneasily, adjusting the growing bulge in their
pants.

Many in the town speculated that she had a boob job, but
nope, as these boys could now attest, Deb's fine tits
were the real deal, and something to marvel. She turned
even redder as the cool air hardened her nipples... she
didn't want them getting any ideas. A couple of them
oohed and aahed, but other than that it was dead silent.
Deb was too embarrassed to open her eyes, but she could
definitely feel all of theirs boring into her.

A hint of exhilaration swept through her.

'It's just been so long...' she tried reasoning to
herself. Deb giggled, she must have gone crazy, flashing
all of these young, sixteen year old boys! She thought
back to when she was their age and of what a show she
must be giving them now. She worked up the nerve to open
her eyes and face them.

"Dammit!" she cursed as she yanked her shirt back down.
They all erupted with laughter. Deb had closed her
eyes...how could she have been so stupid, considering
how they had blackmailed her into this in the first
place. All of their phones were aimed at her once again.
They had recorded her willingly lift her shirt to flash
them...couple that with what appeared to be her giving
one of them a blowjob - this was quickly spiraling out
of control.

"You all said you'd delete it, now this has gone far
enough!" Deb stomped her foot on the ground.

All once again looked from Deb to Doug. They were all
overly embarrassed, that is, everyone but Doug, but they
weren't thinking with their heads and Deb knew this, and
it scared her. Doug was wearing a dark looking sneer
across his face. Deb gulped.

"That's fine, we will delete you giving Derick head, now
that we got the video of you showing us your tits!"

"Jason. Do something."

"Come on Doug, she did what you said, it was all in fun
but...n-now delete it and let's eat," Jason finally
tried to stand up to him, but he might as well have been
talking to a wall. Doug completely ignored him.

"That was pretty hot, huh?" he turned and nudged Spence
on the shoulder. Spence nodded goofily.

"Hell Yeah!" Derick blurted out, seconding Spence. Doug
laughed and then winked at Derick.

"We've never seen something so hot, we want to see the
rest of it," Doug turned back to Deb.

Deb's lips tightened. She balled her hands into fists.
There was little right now she would have liked more
than to give Doug a few good punches in the face.

"Jason?" She did not even bother arguing with Doug, he
had her, he could make her do whatever he wanted. And
with the other little twerps backing him up, only Jason
could stop him. Her hope however soon sunk to the bottom
of her stomach with everything else - Jason was looking
her up and down, a crazed look in his eye.

"JASON!" Deb screamed at him, "Are you gonna let this
a****l get away with this?"

Doug laughed, "Tim, Spence, delete the videos off your
phones."

Tim and Spence looked concerned back at Doug, but did as
they were told.

"There, a compromise, just do as we say and nobody will
know about you getting naked for us."

Deb's upper lip was twitching with a growing snarl. She
was furious. "Delete it off all your phones, first, and
then I'll do it."

"I am afraid the rules don't work that way."

"Doug..." Jason again tried to speak up.

"Shut up, Jason, never seen something so hot in all my
life, we're gonna see all of it."

Doug turned back to Deb, "So what's it gonna be, Mrs.
Brady?"

"What do you want?" she groaned. Doug smiled and he
looked to Spence. Spence shrunk from the attention that
was turned on him.

"What do you think Spence? What do you want to see Mrs.
Brady do?"

Spence turned redder than a tomato. He began stuttering,
"u-uh... uh," as he reached down to readjust the bulge
in his pants, "...uh, didn't you say... I mean... she is
so hot, uh... thought you said you wanted to see the
rest?"

"SPENCE DANIELS! You should be ashamed of yourself!" Deb
screamed at him.

"Shut it!" Doug cut her off. The malice in his voice
alarmed everyone. Deb shut it.

"This is how it's going to work: you're going to do as
we say, or we are going to put these videos online. You
act like a good girl and when you've done all your told,
we'll delete the videos."

Deb started to protest, but Doug cut her off again, "NO!
Not another word. If you don't shut up right now and
start stripping out of those clothes, I'm going to
forward the video of you flashing us to our friends, see
what everyone thinks about them!"

Deb said nothing else. Glaring at Doug, she stepped out
of her sandals and kicked them aside. She forcefully
grasped the front of her jeans and ripped the button
from its slit. She shoved her zipper down. All the boys'
eyes followed, excited by the simple sight of her white
cotton panties exposed within.

Getting closer and closer to it, Deb began moving slower
and with more hesitancy. With her thumbs tucked into the
waist of her jeans, she traced her hands around to
either side of her hips. Her eyes had still not left
Doug's. She took in a deep breath before pushing her
pants to the ground. She snapped back up, kicking them
to the side with her sandals, Deb stood waiting, as if
this would satisfy them.

"Go on," Doug warned her, his finger dangerously close
to the send button.

Crossing her arms in front of herself, she again grabbed
hold the bottom of her white tee and folded it up over
herself, inside out, over her head. Her long brown hair
trailed out the neck and she then threw it on top of her
jeans.

"Happy?" she grumbled, holding out her arms, giving them
all another good look at her luscious breasts. She dared
not look at him, but she could see Jason ogling from the
corner of her eye. Deb worked out regularly and had a
very tone body, there wasn't an ounce of fat on her. The
boys' eyes trailed down her long, dark legs before
returning back up to her breasts.

"You're not done, I said all of it," Doug ordered her
on.

Doug was the only one with his phone out now, the others
were all busy massaging the fronts of their pants. Deb
wanted to cry, it was so humiliating, but there was no
other option. She had to comply with Doug's demands to
keep him from posting the video, but the more she obeyed
him, the more he had to use against her. It was a catch
twenty-two.

Keeping her legs close together, she hooked her thumbs
in the waist band of her panties, and just as she had
with her jeans, she pushed them down her long legs,
abandoning them around her ankles. The intensity of
their gazes seemed to weigh down on her. She could
hardly stand back up, she could hardly breath.

She had to keep her eyes closed, she could not bear to
see any of their faces. Keeping her legs flush together,
she attempted to hide whatever else they might be able
to see with her hands. All eyes were zeroed in on the v
between her legs. She could here a couple of them
whispering inappropriate things, it made her blush.

The exhilaration she had felt earlier returned. Her
nipples were as hard as ever...she hoped it was from the
cold.

"Alright, I've done as..."

"We want to see all of you," Doug crushed any hope she
had of ending this. Her eyes snapped back open as she
glared at Doug. She threw her arms up into the air as if
exacerbated, and let them fall to her side. Everyone one
of their eyes were down, staring at the very first naked
woman most had ever seen. Only a small patch of short
dark hair was left above the rising slit from between
her legs, everything else was cleanly shaven.

Deb surprised herself. Undoubtedly she was completely
embarrassed, humiliated even, but the sensation was
stimulating. She was not angry like she thought she
should feel. Well, she was plenty angry with Doug, but
with the rest... with their young penis' all jutting
straight out in their pants, she could hardly blame
them.

"Probably never seen a naked woman before?" Deb thought
to herself, "Doubt they would even know what to do with
those things!"

Even Doug seemed to be in a sort of trance, staring at
her sex.

"There," she finally brought it to an end as she moved
to collect her clothes.

"Fuck no!" Doug abruptly yelled at her. "This is far
from over. I've told you several times already, I want
to see all of you. Move your little ass to the table
there and bend over it."

All seemed to have suddenly walked into a glass wall.

"You little... NO! You're gonna delete..."

"I'LL SEND IT!" Doug held his phone out in front of
himself.

"NO!" Deb made to charge Doug to prevent him from
sending it, but to her surprise, Doug instead grabbed
her by the arm and whirled her around in his grasp with
his body up against her naked back. He ground his hard
cock into her butt.

"What's it going to be? Are you going to obey as you are
told, or am I going to send this video?" Deb didn't
answer but squirmed to break his grip. She was almost
free when Doug abruptly reached down and hit the green
button. His screen shrunk into a paper envelope and
zipped off into the distance as he sent the message.

"NO!" Deb screamed bloody murder. All looked to Doug.
Everyone else was now terrified.

"Enough now, sent that to Kurt, he should get a kick out
of it!" he said to his friends, "now unless you want me
to start sending that to other people...are you going to
do as your told?"

"Whatever, just...don't...," she whimpered, giving in on
the verge of tears. Doug loosened his grip. Deb tore her
arm from his hand. She pushed herself away from him, and
though mumbling profanities under her breath, she
nevertheless made her way over to the table.

She walked right up to it, pressing herself up against
its edge. She turned to look back at Jason, her last and
only hope. Deb regretted looking to him, he looked as
hungry as the rest. She contemplated refusing and
accepting the consequences. If she did this, if she bent
over this table and exposed her sex fully to them...
there was just no telling where this would end. She
finally reconciled that she could not accept the
consequences. Deb bent herself over the table as cold
air rushed across her bare sex.

Several of the boys guffawed. Deb just rolled her eyes.
She felt like a display in a Sex-Ed class.

"Spread your legs," Doug ordered. Deb complied. She did
not turn around, but she could hear him walk up closer
behind her, no doubt with his phone...

"Spread your butt cheeks."

"What!" Deb exclaimed with disbelief.

"Use your hands, grab your butt cheeks, and spread 'em,
I want to see all of you," he again repeated. She was
tired of arguing with him. She did as she was told.
Resting the weight of her chest atop the table, she
reached back grabbing each cheek with either hand and
spread them. They could now see her, all of her. She
heard several other pairs of feet scoot forward to get a
better look. They were whispering, she could not hear
all of it, but she did hear someone comment that she
looked wet.

She blushed, she was wet and she knew it and there was
nothing she could do to stop it. This was turning her
on.

Deb jumped forward from shock, causing the tables legs
to screech across the floor. Someone had just touched
her, brushing his finger down her pussy's crevice.
Whomever touched her jerked his hand back in alarm as
well. Everyone laughed. Deb did not look back, she
couldn't, she couldn't stop them, and she rather not
bear witness to her humiliation.

"She scare you Spence? No reason to be afraid, Mrs.
Brady is going to do exactly as we tell her, whatever we
want. Go on, touch her."

She squeezed her eyes closed and tried to control her
breathing. The anticipation, the angst she was feeling,
waiting for his coming hand was nearly unbearable.
Seconds were ticking by, she couldn't take it, she
squirmed atop the table. She still held herself wide
open, prying either butt cheek apart, seemingly
welcoming him to her.

Spence was scared and hesitant. This was Jason's mom
after all. But, he wasn't thinking with his head. He
wanted to touch her, he needed to touch her again. He
slowly reached out his hand.

Deb gasped as he forced a finger between her lips and
trailed it down her slit.

"It's so hot, steaming hot... and wet..." he whispered
to no one in particular. Spence grew bolder. He moved
closer to her, cupping his hand over her sex, he began
massaging it all over.

Spence had never even seen a real girl naked before,
much less explored a female's pussy. He had no idea what
he was doing. His fingers spread her emerging juices
across her swelling lips. His middle finger found and
rolled around the tiny knob that is Deb's clit. Deb
moaned involuntarily at this.

Spence froze in place, looking nervously from face to
face, unsure if he had done something wrong.

"You're alright, see she likes it," Doug encouraged him
while still taping the act on his phone's camera. Tim
and Derick had both taken out theirs as well and were
either videotaping or snapping pictures.

Spence continued massaging her. He toyed with her clit
once more, causing her to writhe atop the table. It had
been so long since any had touched her...

Though he was a bit intimidated by her sex, Spence
finally worked up the nerve to begin exploring upwards.
His finger clumsily pressed into her slit as he wiggled
it along. Deb shifted her hips, Spence's finger sunk
into her.

Deb dug her nails into her ass and bit her lip as he
buried his finger to the knuckle, twisting and turning
it inside her. Spence looked back up to his friends,
wearing a huge shit-eating grin across his face, her hot
and wet pussy wrapped around his finger felt amazing
Spence began working his finger in and out of her,
testing what makes her writhe and what doesn't.

Frank was getting older and their sex life had slowed
down to a virtual halt. It had been far too long since
she had last been with a man, but as the boys' were now
thinking with their cocks, so was Deb beginning to
forget her inhibitions. Her hips were involuntarily
writhing back against his hand, pressing him further
into her, needing him deeper. She bit at her lip but the
moans still escaped. And there was absolutely nothing
she could do about the trail of juices slowly flowing
from her hole.

In fact, she almost protested when Spence pulled his
finger from her, but was soon relieved as she felt him
press his face to her wanton sex. A shiver ran down her
spine as Spence lapped his tongue up her crevice.
Breaking in between her lips, he first ran the tip of
his tongue up and down her slit, tasting her sweet
juices before seeking out her clit.

Recalling how it made her moan with his finger, he could
hardly wait to give it a go with his mouth. Honing in on
it, he twirled his tongue around it before sucking it in
between his lips.

Deb was overcome. Arching her back, her head popped up
off the table as she whimpered loudly. Spence worked
even harder, causing Deb to cry out louder and louder.
Spence trailed his tongue up once more, eager to bury it
into her hole. He began working it in and out while he
used a free hand to toy with her clit.

Others stepped forward. Two standing on either side of
her reached out to fondle her tits, pinching her
nipples. Someone sunk a finger into her drenched cunt as
Spence moved back down to her clit. Though none were
experienced, they had all seen their fair share of porn,
and knew more or less what to do.

Deb had experienced a lot in her day, buy it was a first
even for her when Derick dared to lean over and bury his
tongue into the tight bud of her asshole. Spence was
still busily licking and sucking her clit. Deb squirmed
from the initial surprise and awkwardness of it, but
quickly discovered she liked it. She even shifted her
hands up a bit, pulling her bottom open even wider,
trying to help him get deeper into her asshole. She
couldn't take much of this overwhelming assault. Deb
moaned loudest yet as an orgasm swept over her.

Her body shook atop the table. She cried out until she
had no more breath, until she did not think she would be
able to bear the intense sensation any further, and then
she collapsed, limp.

With her tongue hanging out like some dog, she panted in
an attempt to catch her breath. Her pussy was still on
fire, however. She had had a great orgasm, but it had
only awakened the wanton whore within her that she had
tried to bury long ago. She was not yet satiated, but
she was not concerned. There were plenty of hungry young
men present, and she was at their mercy.

Spence had since stood up, wiping away the juices on his
face. His eyes followed the trail of it working down
Deb's thighs, were all girls like this?

Everyone else was now looking to Doug, awaiting what he
would say next. All of their cocks were rock hard within
their pants and they were eager for their turn with her,
but Doug was in charge.

"Ever fucked a girl before?" Doug asked one of them. Deb
was still recovering on the table, not all there, but
she heard that loud and clear. Her heart sunk into her
stomach. They were just so young, how could she possibly
live with herself after this. Well, it wasn't her doing,
they were blackmailing her. Would they really take it
this far, would they cross that line? Deb resigned
herself to accepting her fate, one way or the other.

She hadn't moved an inch. Her hands were still holding
her butt apart, exposing her foaming cunt. Her knees
were wobbly. Her mind was screaming no but her sex was
begging for more.

Whomever he asked must have shook his head no because
Doug then laughed and said, "didn't think so. Well, do
you want to?"

Deb could hear them discussing her fate, but she had no
energy or will to resist. She was about to get fucked.
Her soon to be assailant must have only nodded as again
she heard no response, only the shuffling of feet as
another approached her unprotected rear.

As her high came back down and reality more aware, Deb
began to panic a bit. She had not been with a man in
over a year, and these boys were hardly men, the
youngest her own son, who had barely turned sixteen two
weeks ago. She could not believe he had witnessed this,
that he was about to see one of his own friends fuck his
mom.

No, she had to do something she had to stop this...but
then she felt paralyzed, unable to move...or unwilling.
She did not even know who it was behind her. She was
about to get fucked and she had no idea by who. At this
point, did it even matter?

He was taking too long, giving her too much time to
second guess it. Apparently he was pretty hesitant
himself. He had just admitted that he was a virgin.
Finally, Deb heard his zipper open... this was
happening.

"You got it, fuck that hot bitch!" Doug goaded him on.

Deb was about to look back when she felt the head of his
cock press against her. She could tell he was big. He
rubbed it up and down her slit, coating itself in her
juices. He then honed in on her leaking hole, and
pressed forward.

"Oh!" Deb cried. He was HUGE! Easily the biggest she had
ever experienced. The head of it was stalled just inside
her. He gave her a moment to adjust. Ever so slowly, her
assailant shifted his weight forward, forcing his cock
more and more into her.

"Ooooh!" Deb cried, releasing one of her cheeks she
slapped the table. The massive intruder was almost too
much. Her hole was just too tight.

Halfway in he stopped, giving her another second, before
he then began to draw his cock back out of her. He drew
back to where only the tip remained before pushing it
back into her.

"Oh god!" Deb again cried out as he forced even more of
it into her. He repeated this several times, slowly
working his cock in and out of her, warming her up,
gaining ever more entry into her. It wasn't long before
Deb felt his groin press up against her ass. She was
stuffed full.

Whomever it was began to quiver behind her as his virgin
cock was now buried in a burning hot, wet, tight cunt.
Deb smiled to herself, she was giving these boys an
experience of a life time. He then drew himself back out
and then at an ever quickening pace, began fucking his
tool in and out of her.

"Oh yes!" Deb moaned involuntarily. How had she gone for
so long without sex? He had only just begun fucking her
and already she was slipping once again. By the overflow
of her cunt's fluids, it wasn't long before he began
slamming himself into her to the hilt, his hips slapping
up against her ass.

Deb had to release her other cheek to clench and claw at
the table. He was fucking her savagely, driving her
wild. With each forceful thrust the table would screech
across the floor.

"Oh yes! Oh yes! Fuck me! Give me that big cock!" Deb
began screaming over and over amongst her erotic moans
of pleasure. She was pressing back against him, matching
his thrusts. The fire was growing, it wouldn't be long
now. The boy behind her grabbed her tight about the hips
and smashed himself as hard as he could into her. Deb
was screaming wildly, on the verge of cumming.

Everyone could hear the sloshing of her sloppy cunt, but
it wasn't easy between her screams, his grunts, and the
squeaking of the table's legs on the floor. But then it
happened. Her assailant thrust himself as deep as he
could into her, right into her cervix, and held it
there, quivering.

The burst of his hot cum deep in her cunt sent her over
the edge.

"NO!" she protested, "You can't cum in me!" she
screamed, but was then soon lost in her own orgasm,
unable to stop him.

"Dude, you don't cum in her, dumb ass!" another of
Jason's friends also protested, but Doug let him know
that it was alright.

Deb heard no more. Her climax was taking over, all
reason, all shame, all sanity - gone. His cock continued
to throb inside her, each time sending another jet of
hot cum splashing back against her cunts' walls. On and
on he emptied his balls into her, and on and on her
orgasm climbed, that is until like when she came from
Spence's tongue, she collapsed once more on the table.
The boy half collapsed on her back himself. His dick was
still buried in her and was still rock hard.

She was only semi aware of what was happening around
her. One of the others who was standing in her view had
fished out his cock and was pumping his fist madly about
it.

"That was amazing!" Spence said as he stood right behind
Doug, who was kneeling awkwardly close, down behind
them.

"Alright, now pull it out, slowly," Doug continued
directing. Her lover obeyed, sliding his cock from her
wet cunt. She wasn't sure if it was his cum, her juices
or both that followed him out.

"Spread it open, again," Doug ordered her. Deb obeyed.
Doug got a close up view on his phone of white cum
leaking slowly from her freshly used cunt.

"That's good, now turn around now and suck him clean."

Dazed from her most recent climax, Deb simply heard Doug
speak and she obeyed. She collected herself, then pushed
off the table to do as she was told.

Deb gasped in outright horror. Standing behind her,
naked, with a half hard enormous cock, covered in her
pussy's juices, was none other than her son, Jason.

Outraged, she slapped Jason hard across the face before
turning on and rushing Doug, snatching his phone from
his hand. They began yelling at the others, confis**ting
their phones she chased them from her house...

That is, at least how she saw it going in her head.
That's what she knew she should do, but as reality came
crashing back, she found herself instead on her knees,
his half hard cock, covered in her pussy's juices and
wads of his own cum - his own cum that he had loosed
inside of her - dangling in front of her face. A
dribbled of the milky white fluid hung from the tip of
his cock.

Lost in a trance, Deb opened her mouth and tilted her
head below his cock. Reaching out her tongue, she tasted
his cum, letting the drop run down onto her tongue. His
cock almost immediately began hardening again. Deb
twirled her tongue around the head of it before the
closed her lips about it, sucking him in.

Deb opened her mouth just a little, trying not to push
the fluids on his cock back, she tried to jam as much
cock into her mouth and throat as she could before
closing her lips again, and drawing her head back, his
once dirty cock glistened now with only her saliva. Deb
proceeded, trying to give the sixteen year old the
blowjob of a life time...

Deb couldn't remember if her recent dream was real or
not, was this Jason's cock in her mouth? This was so
wrong, she was so bad. Scared or not, she had to know...
she glanced up. He was staring back down at her. She
didn't mean to, but her eyes got locked in his as her
head bobbed back and forth on his cock.

It wasn't until someone grabbed her by the hips and
hauled her to her feet did she break the stare. She
would never dare to look back at him. Whoever it was
that lifted her up wasted no time in ramming his cock
into her. Her cunt put up little resistance and the
novice sixteen year old humped as fast as he could until
he came in her as well. Deb thought about protesting,
but it was too late anyways.

He tensed up for a moment, holding still, before finally
backing away, his cock slipping from her hole. Another
quickly replaced him.

By this point her cunt was overly sloppy. The one in her
merely massaged his cock back and forth a few times,
lubricating it, before Deb left a wad of spit land in
the crack of her ass. He pulled out and with the head of
his cock, massaged the saliva into her anal bud.

Deb had done a lot of things, but never that! She tried
to stop him. She tried to spit out the cock in her mouth
and turn and protest, but Doug, who she was able to see
from the corner of her eye before he grabbed her
violently by her hair, forced her further down on Jason.

Deb had tried deep-throat before, but Jason was not
himself and Jason grabbed her hard by the hair and
thrust his cock back deep, right into her throat,
crushing her nose into his stomach. Deb pushed back hard
against him, gagging, choking, but Jason was out of his
mind.

Deb froze though as she felt Doug press against her
anus.

"Nnnh," she mumbled about the cock in her mouth, trying
to say no. It was horrible, the worst feeling. Doug did
not care though, he did not stop, and Deb was forced to
hold still and take it+ADs- the harder she fought it, the
worse it hurt.

It struggled hard at first to deny him entry, causing
Deb to groan in pain, but then as if something just
snapped, her ass opened, swallowing a couple of inches
of him in. Her sphincter clinched over and over again
about his shaft.

"Oh yeah!" Doug now moaned as he slowly began working
his cock in and out of her. Deb beat her fists of
Jason's stomach. Deb was helpless. Jason now had her
hair clasped in his fists and was pulling her face down
on him and he jabbed his cock into her throat. This
coupled with the cock now pummeling her virgin ass, Deb
was the one losing her mind now.

Jason finally tensed up and crushed her face into his
groin once more, holding her there as he came violently,
emptying his cum right into her throat. Deb paid him no
mind. Her ass was on fire. It was finally loosening a
bit from Doug's attack and a strange mixture of pain and
pleasure was overwhelming her.

A dose of reality must have swept over Jason as a look
of shame came to his face and he quickly backed away,
leaving Deb leaning over, coughing and choking, gasping
for air from his recent assault on her. Weak, Deb
collapsed to her knees, but Doug stayed right with her.

Deb on her hands and knees, Doug rocked her back and
forth as he continued fucking her ass. Her head hung
between her shoulders, cum drooling from her lips. Doug
had worked himself all the way in, and his hips were now
slapping up against her ass. Deb cried out with each of
his thrusts.

Deb eventually collapsed all the way over onto the cold
kitchen floor, but Doug never missed a beat thrusting
into her poor anus. Her ass was tight about his big
cock. Positioned this way, it was the most comfortable
yet. Deb's groans of pain turned to moans of pleasure.
She began pushing back. And when Doug finally came, his
hot cum deep in her ass, Deb lost it and cried out in
her strongest orgasm of the night.

When she came back to consciousness, they were all
carrying her somewhere...to the living room. Two had her
by each leg and two more by each arm. Derick sat eagerly
on the couch. They led her over to him, straddling her
legs across his lap. Derick aimed his cock upward and
Deb was lowered down onto him.

Deb sank down easily onto his lap. Derick grabbed her
hips and began grinding below her, working his cock in
and out her wet cunt. Though in a state of deliria, Deb
went along and began rocking back and forth atop his
lap.

Deb was surprised as Derick sucked one of her nipples
into his mouth. He released her hips and lifted his
hands up to fondle her breasts. Deb welcomed this and
pushed her chest into his face.

Meanwhile, Spence came up behind them and placed a hand
on Deb's butt. She looked back to see what he was doing,
and became startled as she saw him lining up his cock
for her anal bud. Deb spun back around and buried her
face in Derick's neck, preparing herself for the
onslaught. She had in fact been in a threesome with two
guys before, but as she had never had one in her ass
before tonight, she certainly had not fucked them both
at once. This promised to be wild, even for her.

She paused atop Derick to give Spence the opportunity to
get it in. From her previous experience, this was the
hardest part. Spence copied Doug and let a wad of spit
fall into the crack of her ass and he used the head of
his cock to push it around the entrance to her ass. Deb
practically bit Derick's neck as Spence pressed the head
of his cock past her sphincter. Spence was more merciful
than Doug, working slowly to allow her tight asshole
time to adjust.

Having him enter her there with one in her pussy was
extremely erotic. She loved it. She had seen double
penetrations in porn videos herself, but never dreamed
she would partake in it. And then there was just
something about being fucked in the ass itself...so
taboo, so dirty...so hot!

Deb sucked at Derick's neck. She nibbled at his ear,
sucking his lobe in between her lips. She kissed him
along his jaw line until she found his lips. She kissed
him hard and passionately. Deb was caught up in the
moment of it all. Spence had by now worked over half his
cock into her and as he pressed it deeper, Deb slipped
her tongue into Derick's mouth and rolled it around his.

It took only a few more attempts of Spence coaxing his
cock in and out of her before she felt his hips press up
against her butt. He was buried to the hilt inside her.
Readied, the two slowly picked up the pace, gyrating
their two cocks inside her.

Deb moaned loudly, sucking on Derick's tongue. She could
feel in detail their two cocks sliding against each
other, separated only by a thin membrane inside her, the
experience was intoxicating. It was harder for Derick to
thrust up into her on the bottom, but Spence was now
drawing his cock nearly all the way out before slamming
it back into her. He was fucking her ass for all he was
worth.

Deb ran her fingers through Derick's hair, she could
feel the fires of a growing orgasm. Someone grabbed her
by her hair and pulled her lips from Derick's ...it was
Doug. It seemed like ages ago already, but Doug's semi-
hard cock was still filthy from the ass fucking he had
just given her, covered in her ass juices and cum. He
pulled her face into his groin. At first she kept her
lips closed tight, she did not want to taste her own
ass, but Doug gave her head a little jolt, and in the
end Deb obeyed.

Doug stuffed his cock right to the back of her throat as
the other two continued fucking her. Doug's cock sprang
right back to life. The two in her cunt and ass began
moving in rhythm, one drawing out while the other thrust
in. Doug was in his own world, choking Deb on his cock.

Deb was lost. Spence came and was replaced by Tim, who
was then replaced by Jason. Derick had cum a couple of
times, but his cock remained hard and he did not
complain as the others rotated from her mouth to her
ass.

Deb was only vaguely aware as she was bent over the
coffee table. Using the tie of a bath robe and a shoe
lace, the boys tied either leg at the knee to the two
legs of the table at one end. Then stretching her out
along it, they tied each of her wrists with an
electrical cord, and stretched the cords to the two far
legs of the coffee table. Deb was left completely
vulnerable to any that fancied.

Deb was a complete mess by this point. Her pussy was
fucked raw, her ass was left gaping. Each hole left
continuously drooling milky white cum. More of it was
smeared across her chin and cheeks. Random ropes of it
were left crusting as they dried across her body: some
on her back, others on her butt, some in her hair.

They all took turns again, fucking either her ass or
pussy, whichever they wanted. Instead of cumming in her
though, they all pulled out and came on her face as Doug
filmed it. It wasn't long till she wore what could have
passed for some new cosmetic facial mask.

It was late into the night before the boys finally grew
tired. Deb was drunk like, crazed by the long day of
fucking and orgasms. Deb was abandoned atop the table as
they all laid out to watch TV. They left Deb tied in
case any grew horny. Deb did not complain, she was
practically passed out.

They had almost forgotten about her when they all heard
a loud moan. REX! Deb's black lab had wandered into the
living room and as Deb's rear was left coated in cum and
cunt juices, he had begun to lap at it.

Deb had no idea, she was still delirious. All the boys
looked around stunned at each other, what did this dog
think he was doing? They looked to Doug. He was
sneering, watching the events unfold. He was not going
to interrupt. The others felt they should, but the
growing bulges in their pants once again overruled any
sane judgment. They all turned back to Deb to see what
would happen next.

Deb was laying with her head on the table. The hardcore
orgy had ended over an hour ago and since then one would
every once in a while get up to use her+ADs- she just
assumed it was one of them. She did not register the
cold, wet nose pressed into her groin, nor the wide
girth of the tongue that lapped at her tired cunt.
Considering the mess she knew she was back there, she
thought it kind of gross that one of them would actually
eat her out right now, but it felt great nonetheless and
she wasn't about to stop him.

The massive tongue licked her clean, working across her
sex from thigh to thigh, from down on her clit up to her
still slightly gaping asshole. The tongue first honed in
on her pussy, the tongue breaking in fully into her slit
and even into her hole. Involuntary jerks and quivers
rocked Deb as he did this. The boys began giggling and
nudging each other as they watched. Doug broke out his
phone once again to record this. Jason could be seen
sitting in the distance, unsure if he should be watching
this, knowing that he should intervene, but he was
afraid to.

Deb was growing more audible. The stimulation was waking
her from sleep and the boys were all tense just knowing
that at any moment she was going to pick her head up to
see it is the dog that is licking her - they would all
get it then, they feared. Not Doug. He moved right up
close to get a better shot of the dog's lapping tongue.

The dog then stopped and whined loudly, looking from
Doug to Deb, from Deb back to Doug and the rest. All
cringed at this, surely Deb had been alerted now. But
no, she continued laying on the coffee table.

"What is it boy?" Doug asked him in a puppy dog voice.
Rex continued to whine and whimper. His tail was wagging
wildly, his feet were pacing anxiously.

"What's wrong?" Doug again asked him. "You want some
pussy too?"

Someone guffawed. Doug did not look back. Instead, he
patted Deb's butt, letting him know that it was okay,
and that's all Rex needed. He leapt right up on her
rear, wrapping his front paws about her sides atop the
table and rested his furry chest on her back. If Deb
hadn't a clue before, her head certainly popped up now.

"WH-WHAT! REX, NO!" Deb was finally aware of what was
happening. She fought violently against her bondages but
they were tied tight and only hurt her wrists.

"DAMN YOU, GET THIS FILTHY DOG OFF ME!" she screamed at
this. They all looked terribly nervous, but none jumped
to action. If any were going to stop it, it was up to
Doug, and Doug was too busy encouraging Rex to stop him.

"NO, PLEASE, DON'T!" Deb continued pleading, though to
no avail. Rex's haunches were already humping, the tip
of his red penis already protruding from its sheath. He
humped aimlessly for a bit before giving up and
dismounting.

"Thank you," Deb exhaled...but it was short lived. Rex
immediately took to lapping at her cunt once more which
cut her short of breath and sent her reeling. Try all
she might, dog or not, her body couldn't help but
respond to such stimulation. She felt the flood gates of
her cunt reopen and her juices flush through her hole,
preparing it for a good fucking. Rex remounted.

"No, please, not this, I've done everything...I'll do
anything, just not this...Jason, please?" she turned to
her son for help, but again he would offer none. It was
too late anyways.

Rex had himself wrapped tightly around her backside, his
haunches working frantically to bury his member. He was
still whimpering, anxious, needing desperately to bury
his red cock into a hot, wet hole. As the pointed tip
jabbed into Deb's rear, vision's of the hideous looking
tool flooded Deb's mind. It had always scared her, it
was just so inhuman, so b**stly. blood red, like a piece
of raw meat, it was veiny and always slimy looking. She
tried to push the image from her mind to no avail. He
was stabbing her with it.

And then it happened. On one random thrust, Rex found
his target and the speared head of his cock disappeared
inside her. Deb's mumbled protests immediately ceased.
Her head snapped forward and her body froze. Rex put all
the boys to shame, he was huge, the largest she'd ever
had.

By this point, Deb was well used and loose, not to
mention her cunt was drenched and lubricated, but still
Rex had difficulty getting all of his cock into her. The
dog though cared not about how it was for Deb and tried
with all his might to force more of it into her. His
hips thrust sporadically and forcefully, driving more
and more in. It didn't take long. Eventually Deb
adjusted and the dog, like only a dog can do, began
thrusting into her at a lightening quick pace.

His haunches began moving in a blur. Deb's moans were
strung together in a long continuous one. Rex was
pummeling her. Another insane orgasm began growing. Rex
was just so big, and so hot, there was nothing Deb could
do to stop it. A dog was fucking her. A dog was going to
make her cum.

As his red shaft pistoned in and out of her, something
more began brewing. Deb had no idea what it was, but she
could feel it none the less, Rex was swelling. He was so
big already, she did not know how she could possibly
take anymore, but as Rex was growing now, it seemed to
be limited to the base of his cock. As if a bulge was
forming there, Deb could feel it slip in and out of her
hole. But it was growing at an alarming rate.

It wasn't long until the bulge formed a ball - a knot.
Eventually it reached the size to where it could no
longer fit easily in and out her and became stalled
outside Deb's entrance. Rex would be having none of
that. He tensed up and with all his might, forced his
large knot into her. Deb strained as she could feel her
entrance slowly give way, finally opening enough around
the knot's widest part. Rex suddenly lunged forward and
her pussy swallowed it whole. Deb could take no more,
she came hard.

Instead of climaxing and then it dwindling, Deb's orgasm
did not end. As Rex had just forced his knot into her,
he quit fucking her, per se, and held still. He was
shaking, his cock throbbing inside her. Rex was seeding
his bitch.

The steaming hot cum splashing up against her cunts
walls sent her climax soaring to untold heights. Her
eyes were closed but her mouth was open as she was
howling at the ceiling. Someone grabbed her by the hair
and stuffed their cock into her mouth. Deb eagerly
swallowed it.

The dog's cum was like nothing she had experienced.
Derick, who had jammed his cock into her mouth came and
finished before the dog showed any sign of being done
with her. His a****l cock continued throbbing all the
while in her, loosing burst after burst of dog semen in
her.

Tim rushed up as Derick stepped away and his white cum
immediately burst out, striking her in the face before
he could shove his cock into her waiting mouth. Deb's
cunt was so full. Rex's huge cock, and some kind of knot
- Deb was unfamiliar with a dog's anatomy - was stuffed
inside her and her inner walls were stretching to their
max as he continued to cum but the dog's knot let none
of it escape.

Eventually beads of the creamy substance began dipping
from the end of her slit. She was that full that it was
now being forced out of her. She sucked all of their
cocks as Rex rested his weight atop her back, panting,
his tongue hanging out one side drooled onto her back.

Without warning, Rex finally dismounted, picking himself
up he jumped off her back and off the table. His cock
tugged at her rear, it was stuck inside her! Deb cried
out from a mixture of pain and alarm. She had no idea as
to what was happening. Rex whined. He was finished
seeding his bitch and now wanted free, but Deb's tight
cunt was locked around his huge knot.

"You see that?" one of the boys asked astonished.

"Yeah, his cock is stuck in her..."

"I've seen this with my uncles dogs...they'll get stuck
like this for sometimes, fifteen, thirty minutes!"

Deb's climax was over. As she listened to the boys talk
about the dog stuck in her cunt, she collapsed her face
on the table, crying from the humiliation. No doubt they
had filmed this too, she was ruined!

The emotion's again overwhelmed her and she faded into
darkness...

***

The gravel crushed and ground beneath her tires. Deb was
lost out on some unpaved, country road. It would be dark
soon and as hesitant as she was about where she was
going, she was even more afraid to get lost out here at
night. Apart from the unmaintained road and the barbed
wire fence that lined it on either side, there was no
other sign of civilization as far as the eye could see.

Her car sk** to a halt. She was looking from the map on
her phone to the side of the road, from the side of the
road back to her phone. Was this right?

The driveway was hardly noticeable, but as she looked
closer she did see a broken mail box amongst the tall
weeds. The drive itself was simply two dirt tracks for
either tire, grass grown between them.

Deb threw her car in reverse and spun the tires in the
gravel as she went back to enter the driveway. Closer to
the mailbox, she could see three worn numbers painted on
its side: 608. Deb gulped, this was the address.

"Where the hell am I?" she cursed out loud, staring off
down the winding dirt road. Though she had grown up in
this small town, she had never had any business out here
in the country. She was completely turned around. The
drive seemed dark, cast in the shadow of countless giant
oaks and pecans.

Following "the incident," - as Deb liked to think of it
- she had not seen hide nor hair of any of the boys.
Jason had only been home briefly and neither looked at
each other, much less spoke. Two weeks had passed and
Deb had been able to force it from her thoughts -
almost. She was glad Jason was gone.

That changed however when she was checking her email one
day. It was as if on cue - Frank had only yesterday told
her and Jason about his upcoming business trip, he'd be
gone for a week. Her heart dropped when she saw the
name: Doug. Deb immediately clicked the empty box beside
it and jerked the mouse up to where the cursor was
hovering over the Delete button. Deb hesitated. Her lips
were taut. She shifted the arrow over to the Spam
button. Her finger awaited anxiously over the "left
click" of her mouse.

She had made it two weeks, but alas, she knew this day
would eventually come. She couldn't help but feel her
life had drastically changed - it had. What had
happened...and Doug. Evil Doug. He was a demented little
twerp who had the most damaging evidence imaginable
against her - and he had already proven that he would go
to the extreme in using it against her.

Deb gave in and clicked on the email. It was short and
simple: Be at my place on Friday no later than 8. It
listed his address and an overt warning of what would
happen if she failed to show. Deb stared long and hard
at the dog mounted atop her back. Below it was a list of
familiar family and friends' email addresses.

Deb punched the power button hard with her finger. The
screen went black...she knew this was coming. She had
given it a lot of thought - what she would do...

She turned her head around to look into her back seat.
Two large suitcases sat ominously, crammed full with all
the clothes and essentials she could force into them.
She looked back to the shadowed drive. She was either
skipping town - or submitting to Douglas Peters and his
perverse demands.

Deb thought of all her friends and family, of her
husband and of Jason, both of whom she dearly loved, and
of her parents. This was her home. She was at a fork in
the road, quite literally. One path led to public
humiliation, which she could not bear and would have no
choice but to run - to run from her home and her family.
She would never be able to face them. The other led to
an uncertain end of physical humiliation and degradation
at the hands of a demented little pervert. But had she
not already passed this fork, had she not already made
the decision?

Deb spun the wheel left - the tires ground the gravel.
She turned on her head lights and released the brake to
slowly begin down the drive.

The house was a good ten minutes off the road, but Deb
wasn't exactly flooring it either. She let the car coast
the whole way, sitting in silence. Her heart was racing.
Her breaths seemed harder and harder to take the closer
she came to the house. The green lights of the clock on
her dashboard changed to 8:17. She was late.

The property epitomized "white trash." The grass was
tall and overgrown. Two old and rusted cars sat
abandoned in the yard, their rubber tires cracked and
deflated. An old shed and an outhouse stood next to the
small house. Empty beer cans and other debris littered
the yard. Broken appliances lined the porch.

The house itself was old and decrepit. Wooden shingles
were loose and missing atop the roof. Just like the
shingles, pieces of siding hung freely while others were
missing all together. Only random strips of white bore
evidence of a long ago whitewash. The wood was worn and
gray. It was a sad sight.

A sudden spell of panic nearly overtook her - a pack of
ugly mongrels came charging out from around the house,
barking madly at the approaching vehicle. They looked
none to friendly. Deb's shocked eyes glanced from the
dogs to the person emerging from the front door of the
house. He wore a wide smile across his face: Doug.

The tracks continued on past the house to a barn in the
distance, but Deb stopped short of the house. The dogs
swarmed around her door and she dared not open it.
Seeing her hesitancy, Doug immediately yelled and
scolded the dogs, charging off the porch he kicked them
back. All tucked tail and scrammed. Doug opened the door
for her.

"Good, I was beginning to think you wouldn't show."

Deb sneered at him. Oh, how she loathed this boy.
Holding the door open, Doug stood back and waited for
her to get out. As Deb exited the vehicle, another
caught her eye. An older man, dressed in a pair of worn
overalls walked out onto the porch, his thumbs hooked
about his trouser's straps. He spat on the porch. He was
chewing a large wad of tobacco.

He was going bald but certainly had no lack of hair on
the rest of his body. His beard appeared to be several
days old. He looked dirty. Deb was surprised, she knew
him from somewhere.

"That'd be my Pa," Doug informed her.

Bill Peters. He was well known in the town and none of
it was good. A drunk, he had lost most the family farm
do to his gambling and other vices. None knew where Mrs.
Peters had taken off to. Deb looked back to Doug.

"I didn't expect there to be other..."

"Ah, shut it, this is my pa's farm, where'd you expect
him to be?"

Deb gulped as she looked back to the old man. She did
not like the look in his eyes, the way he was staring at
her, looking her up and down. Doug suddenly snatched the
keys from her hand.

"Hey!" she protested.

"Enough already," he pushed her towards the house,
"we've been waiting two long weeks now, get yourself
inside!"

"Now you look here, I've been good enough to com..."

"Yeah, whatever - you didn't want the town seeing you
plugged by your dog, now get your ass inside!" Doug
again threatened. Deb shivered at his words. She could
hear his dad laughing at this from the porch, he had
obviously told him. Deb was flooded with regret, she
should have run for it while she had the chance. Her
eyes trailed down to her keys, they were clasped tightly
in Doug's fist. Too late.

Doug shoved her again, nearly tripping her over.

"Enough! I'm going!" she yelled at him. Deb caught her
balance and slowly began making her way up the worn path
that lead to the steps of the front porch. She kept her
eyes down, she couldn't bear to look at Doug's dad. She
could feel the weight of his gaze on her though. Doug
followed closely behind her.

Deb had no more than reached the porch when a third came
out the doorway - an older version of Doug, his older
brother obviously. Deb gulped - three Peters and all
looked just as sinister as the next. She was in serious
trouble.

"This Jason's mom Doug's been tellin' us 'bout?"

"Sho' is," Bill Peters said gaily, "sho' is."

"Howdy," old man Peters offered, "mighty glad to have
ya, been-a long time!"

Deb froze in her tracks at the bottom of the steps. She
was shaking. That voice, that face - it all came rushing
back to her - she had known the name but it had been so
long, nearly two decades. She had only just begun
working at Frank's law firm at the time. As long as it
had been, she remembered the case nevertheless, it was
her first experience at the injustice that can be had
with a good enough lawyer. One of Frank's clients had
sued this farmer - it was a frivolous lawsuit but Frank
was a good lawyer, one of the best. The farmer had lost
just about everything - he had come by the office
steaming mad - they had had him arrested for it. Bill
Peters had aged a great deal since then.

How could she have been so stupid! Her mind was
freaking.

"I said howdy, Mrs. Brady. Seems you've gotten yerself
inta a little sit-che-ation with my boy here," he
laughed. "Funny how life has its ways. No reason for us
to be standing out here - gettin' dark - why don't you
come on in?"

Deb's mind again screamed for her to run, but run where?
She was in the middle of nowhere and Doug had her keys.
As if she were a mindless zombie, her feet led her
forward , up the stairs, on into the dungeon - into the
Peters' house.

The house stunk. A mixture of mold, rotting trash, and
urine invaded her nose. Garbage was everywhere. Dirty
laundry and dishes filled in the gaps.

"Been a long time since this house's had a woman's
touch," Mr. Peters said. Something about that caught
Deb's attention. She looked around the living room,
unsure now of what to do. Doug and his brother trailed
in and Doug shut the door behind himself.

"Hell, been almost twenty year since Mrs. Peters left
us," he admitted with a stiff lip. That brought to two
the number of women Deb had helped to drive off and
families she'd scarred. Bill stared long and hard at
her. Deb was at a loss.

"Don't remember me then?" he asked, eying her carefully.

"No, I..." she began but then gave up, fidgeting where
she stood.

"Good," he smiled widely. "You've gotten to know my
youngest pretty well, I've heard," he toyed with her,
"this here be my oldest, Bubba," he introduced his other
son.

"Now then, if yer to stay with us we'll need to cover a
few ground rules-"

Deb guffawed, "Uh, excuse me...stay with you..." she
asked disbelievingly.

Mr. Peters smiled and looked to his son.

"Yep, got yer sweet lil ass for a week, don't we?" Bill
asked. Doug nodded in confirmation.

Deb nearly fainted. Doug's brother stepped forward and
grabbed her roughly by the arm, holding her upright.

"Looketcha, all prim an' proper like. Been livin' the
good life with tha' big shot lawyer. Done gone and
forgot 'bout us little folk you've walked all over and
cheated!"

"Mr. Peters, you have to believe me, I had no part...
I-I... can't, there's been a misunderstanding, I h-have
to go..." she trailed off, absolutely terrified.

"Hogswallup! But don'tcha go frettin'. Ain't no hard
feelings. We gun' take good care of ya!"

Deb was speechless. Her knees were shaking.

"Now! First things first, this ain't no vacation - you
expect to get a roof ova' yer head and food in ya belly,
you'll be expected to carry yer own weight 'round her'
and do as yer told. Place been needin' a woman's touch.
Boys found a nice lil outfit fer ya ta do yer work in,"
he then signaled to Doug.

Doug hurried off down the hallway, apparently to fetch
whatever it was that his Pa was talking about. Deb
wanted to protest but her speech had still not returned.
A frog was caught in her throat. Bill and Bubba both
stared hard up and down her curved body in anticipation
of what was to come. Deb's head was reeling, "What the
hell was going on?"

Doug was right back, holding an old flowered wad of
clothe in his hands. He threw it at her and she caught
it. She held it out in front of herself and let in
unfurl. At first she thought it was a dress, but no, it
was an old apron with frills stitched about the edges.
It smelled of moth balls. It reminded Deb of something
from a fifties sitcom, and could easily have been older.

"Nice eh? Good for house work," Doug smirked at her,
"picked it out myself!" he bragged.

"Go on, get changed," Bill instructed her.

Changed? Deb was confused. She straightened out the
apron and started to slip it over her head.

"No, I said changed. All you'll need be wearing here is
that apron, and that's only cus I'd hate to see ya ge'
tha' pretty skin of yers burned in the kitchen.
Otherwise you won't be needin' nothin."

"Huh?" Deb asked stupidly. Her eyes narrowed in on him.
She looked from Mr. Peters to Bubba to Doug - his stupid
smirk, oh how she despised him! She should have known
better than to come here.

"Where's the bathroom?" she asked shortly.

"Ain't no need."

"I can't use the bathroom?" she attacked nastily.

"There'll be none of that!" Mr. Peters almost yelled.
"You'll get changed right her'. You'll do just as yer
told, right when yer told, iffin' you know what's good
fer ya."

Doug and his brother cracked up at this. Deb rolled her
eyes and gritted her teeth, but she did not doubt him
and was not eager to push him. This would be the least
of her worries. Without another word she dropped the
apron to the floor and then angrily grabbed the bottom
of her shirt and ripped it up over her head, tossing it
aside. Doug and his brother immediately fell silent. All
of their eyes fell to her breasts.

Deb then reached back and undid the clasp of her bra.
Holding her arms out she allowed the straps to slide
down her arms and then let the bra fall to the floor.
She then used her feet, stepping first on one heel then
the other she slid her feet from her shoes and kicked
them aside as well.

Glaring at Doug, she then unbuttoned her jeans and
pushed them to the floor, shortly followed by her
panties. She picked back up the apron. Deb then once
again ducked her head under the apron's strap and pulled
it down around her neck and let it unfurl down her body.
The top of the apron barely reached her tits and it hung
only about half way down her thighs. She grabbed it by
its sides and pulled the two strings back behind her and
tied them together in a knot. The excess string dangled
down onto her bare ass.

Then, as if playing along, Deb held out her arms and
spun around, as if modeling it for them.

"Happy?" she asked grumpily. They were too busy drooling
on themselves to answer. Doug's brother finally managed
to nod.

"Ain't that a sight!" Bill clapped his hands together.
"Now then, like I said, you wanna get out of here
unharmed and without Doug there sending out them nasty
pics of you, you'll do exactly as yer told, by any one
of us. Now we gots a game to watch!"

Both of his sons seemed disappointed with this.

"Be plenty of time for that," he winked to his sons.
"I'm hungry. You best get started on fixin' us some
grub, but first, bring us a beer," Bill ordered her as
his servant.

Easy enough. Deb stomped off towards the kitchen,
shaking her head. All watched her ass wiggle back and
forth as she went. A few moments later she returned with
three cans of beer in her hands. The three Peters had
all cleared a seat for themselves and had a game turned
on the tube.

"Dammit!" Bill cursed as she handed it to him. "Ain't
you worth a shit? Bes' have them beers cracked open when
you fetch me one!" Deb rolled her eyes but cracked open
his beer nonetheless. Bill was smiling widely. He was
obviously enjoying himself.

Deb continued on, opening Bubba's beer for him and then
Doug's. As she turned around to head back to the
kitchen, she shrieked and leapt into the air as Doug
just pinched her bare ass hard.

"You little..." she began to threaten as she slapped
away Doug's hand, but Mr. Peters jumped up from his
seat.

"Won't be no back talk from you, misses. Done told ya
you'll be doin' as yer told. But I reckon you'll want to
learn the hard way. Now bend yer lil ass over that sofa
there!" Bill pointed to the cluttered couch which Doug
was sitting on. Both Doug and Bubba were trying to keep
themselves from cracking up laughing.

Deb was in shock, she stood wide eyed at Bill as he
fished out an old leather belt from another pile. What
game was he playing with her?

"The sofa!" he again threatened her. Deb jumped to
action and hurried over to the sofa and leaned over it.
What was he doing? She looked back scared.

Bill walked up right behind her, "you'll learn to mind
like a good lil bitch," and with that, "SMACK!" he
brought the leather belt across her bare ass. Deb wailed
in pain.

"SMACK!" he again spanked her with it. Two large, red
whelps traced across her butt.

"Now you gonna mind us?" he yelled at her.

"Y-ye..." but she did not answer fast enough.

"SMACK!"

Deb cried out in pain, "YES! YES! Whatever you want!"
but Bill gave her one last strap for good measure. Tears
swelled in her eyes.

"Good. Now get yer lil ass in that kitchen, I'm damn
near starvin."

Deb certainly didn't need to be told twice this time.
She scurried off, rubbing her poor ass as she went. All
three cracked up laughing behind her.

Wasn't long thereafter that the delicious smell of a
home cooked meal beckoned the three deviants in from the
living room. They were admittedly surprised by what they
saw. Deb never could work in a dirty kitchen. The once
perpetually dirty wooden dining table was cleared and
wiped down. A stack of clean dishes sat drying on a
clean counter top. Several bags of trash sat waiting to
be taken out by the back door. The stink of the house
was covered up by the delicious smelling meal issuing
from the stove.

Deb was at the stove, stirring the ground meat in a
skillet while another pot of boiling noodles billowed
beside her. At first the three stared dumbfounded at one
another, not used to such a treat.

"Now will you look at that," Bill said, "not sure I've
ever seen somethin' so fine!" he commented on her sexy
ass working hard at the stove. It still bore the marks
of her previous punishment. Deb did not bother turning
around, but kept her head down and focused on the meat.
She heard him walk up behind her. Her anxiety built with
his every step.

"Smells mighty fine," he said, now close to her ear. Deb
winced as he shoved his hand right between her legs. She
winced with his rough touch.

"Yeah, I think this will work out just fine," he
commented, forcing his finger into her. He worked it
back and forth, forcing it deeper each time. Like it or
not, Deb's pussy was not exactly dry.

"How does it taste?" he asked, pulling his finger out
and he reached it around her, holding it at her face.
Deb took a deep breath before she opened her mouth and
swallowed his awaiting finger, coated in her cunt's
juices. She slowly pulled her lips back off it.

"Well?" he asked.

"Sweet," even Deb was surprised by her prompt answer.
All three chuckled at this.

"Yeah, boys, this is gonna be fun!"

Bill abandoned her and took his seat at the head of the
table. His son's joined him. While they watched her
carefully, Deb served their plates first and then began
to fix her own.

"No," Mr. Peters interrupted her, "we don't eat with the
help. You'll get yers in a bit," he then began to dig
into his plate. Unsure of what to do, Deb continued
straightening up, waiting for them to finish. She really
didn't care, she didn't have much of an appetite
anyways. They ate hurriedly without her.

Finally finishing up, Mr. Peters pushed his empty plate
away and leaned back in his chair.

"So, my boy tells me you suck a mean cock," he said
unabashedly. Any normal lady should have been insulted
by this, but this certainly wasn't a normal situation
and his vulgarity came as no surprise to her. Deb simply
shrugged her shoulders. Her heart rate did pick up a bit
though as she could surmise where this was going.

"Well let's see it then, all this work, ya must be
hungry, gotta nice little snack saved up for ya," Bill
grinned widely at her. Again, what should have shocked
her was of no surprise. Doug's brother seemed a bit
shocked, but Doug and his father only smirked.

"Well, come on then, its gettin' cold! I need to get the
belt?" Mr. Peters said impatiently, shifting further
back in his chair. Deb noticed for the first time that
it was actually coiled up on the table beside him.

"Aren't you gonna...?" she huffed, "...oh, never mind,"
she said to herself as she started towards him. Without
any further instruction she dropped right down to her
knees between his legs. She reached out and folded back
the flap of his overalls that covered the zipper and
pulled the zipper down. There wasn't too much room to
work with but she managed to get her fingers in and fish
out his soft penis. It was big. Really big, even though
it was still soft.

She instantly regretted it but she couldn't help
glancing up at him. He was staring back down at her, an
evil look in his eyes and a sneer across his face. Deb
immediately looked back down and began lowering her
mouth to his cock.

It smelled awful, a mixture of musk and sweat. She tried
her best to hold her breath as she wrapped her lips
about it. His skin was salty. No telling when the last
time he bathed was. She sucked him hard nonetheless,
stretching out his cock as she pulled her face back
away. She quickly dove back down, allowing his now
rapidly growing cock to reach into the back of her
throat. She couldn't help it, she was a perfectionist.
If she was going to do something, it was going to be her
best.

A few more bobs of her head and Bill's cock swelled to
its full potential. She could hardly fit half of it
comfortably within her mouth. Grasping it tightly about
the base, Deb held it upright as she worked faster up
and down it.

Bill moaned loudly. It had been a long time since he had
had anything more than his fist wrapped around his cock,
and Deb's warm mouth was driving him wild. He stirred in
his seat as she rolled her tongue about the head of his
dick. He couldn't stand it. He grabbed a fist full of
Deb's hair and slammed her face down into his lap.

Deb loosed a muffled scream from the sudden assault, but
was choked short. She released his cock and clenched and
beat at his thighs as Bill began slamming her head up
and down on his shaft as he thrust his ass up from his
seat, driving his cock even further into Deb's throat.

At least for Deb's sake, he didn't last long. Bill
tensed up, lifting his butt he pressed her head down as
hard as he could, crushing her face into his groin as he
groaned and loosed his hot cum right down her throat.

"Damn!" he moaned, shooting spurt after spurt. He paid
no heed to Deb's futile attempt to break his grip on
her, not until his balls were empty.

Bill finally let her go, collapsing himself back into
his seat half dazed. Deb fell over to the side, coughing
and wheezing for air, choking back up large wads of cum.
She would not be allowed to rest.

Someone pulled at the tie of her apron and it fell from
her body. They pulled the strap about her neck up over
her head. Then Doug and Bubba grabbed her by either side
and hoisted her up and bent her over the table. She had
not been able to recover enough to realize exactly what
was happening or put up any resistance - not like it
would have made a difference anyways.

"She's your bitch, why don't you break her in," she
heard Bill say, standing up from his seat.

Doug wasted no time unbuttoning his own pants and
fishing out is already hard cock. He stepped right up
behind her and lined his cock up with slit. Her cunt was
already drenched, which worked to her favor as Doug
plunged right in. He thrust hard and violently right
from the get go. Deb clenched and clawed at the table.
She reached back and spread open her cheeks, trying to
ease the pain from his rushed assault. She cried loudly
with each of his thrusts.

It did not take long for her to forget how much she
loathed this bastard or even that it was he that was
fucking her. Like a spindle used to create a fire, so
was his dick igniting a blaze in her cunt. She bit at
her lip in a futile attempt to quite her moans of
pleasure.

Just as her climax was beginning to build however, Doug
thrust hard into her and held himself there, readied to
cum in her.

"No!" Bill took the word right out of her mouth - though
for a different reason. "Cum in that whore's mouth. I
know she's hungry!"

Doug barely made it. He scrambled around the table just
in time to grab a handful of her hair and yank her face
to his throbbing cock. A rope of it erupted and spread
itself from one cheek, across her open mouth to her
other cheek. Doug plunged it into her waiting mouth and
he began to pump his hips back and forth, face fucking
her, he released the rest of his load in her mouth. Some
dribbled out the edge of her mouth, but Deb swallowed
all she could, obediently.

Before Doug was done cumming in her mouth. Bubba stepped
up between her still open legs and sunk his cock in. Deb
welcomed it, she needed to cum. Hopes of a climax were
soon crushed though as the inexperienced Bubba lasted
only a matter of seconds before he had to push his
brother out of the way to get to her mouth. The third
load of the night was emptied into her waiting mouth.

All Deb could taste was the sour, bitter flavor of cum
as it coated every corner of her mouth. The warm liquid
slowly made its way down her. Globs of it were spread
across her face. She had never been a fan of cum, but
there was something about it now, being so helpless, at
their mercy, being fed cum to survive...she savored it,
toying with the wads within her mouth, pushing the back
and forth across her tongue before she swallowed it.

She was slipping. Her cunt was frothing. She needed to
cum. They had just been toying with her. She had already
been with all three of them but each had fallen short of
giving her what she needed, each only interested in
hurrying to get their own. She could hear them
discussing her but it was all just background noise.

"Go get Sam, I gotta see this," Deb heard Bill tell one
of his sons. She was writhing atop the table, rubbing
her hands across her naked body, massaging her breasts,
teasing her pussy.

"Come on, ge' off there, on the ground," Bill ordered
her. She wasn't exactly paying attention to him, but
even still, he hardly gave her a chance to obey him
before he grabbed and yanked her off the table. Deb was
only just able to catch herself from completely crashing
to the floor.

"On yer knees!" Bill demanded. Deb scrambled over onto
her knees as told, and began moving towards his crotch
but he slapped her away.

"There'll be plenty of time for that. You just get on
yer hands and knees and don't ge' off 'em till I tell ya
or you'll be sorry, understand?"

Deb nodded as she lowered herself onto her hands as
well. As she bent over, her soaked pussy opened to the
cool air. He teased her wanton sex. She waddled her rear
in the air, waiting for one of them to come up behind
her and take her. She needed something inside her.

But neither moved. They only stood smiling, waiting. She
heard the back door open then slam closed. She heard the
click of claws on the hardwood floor. She looked back
over her shoulder to see a large b**st of a dog dragging
Doug behind him.

You couldn't recognize any breed in him, he was a full
blooded mutt. He was at his prime though and obviously
very powerful as Doug could hardly control him as he
struggled to keep hold of the dog's collar. Seeing Deb
knelt on the floor, he was struggling to get at her.

Deb instinctively lunged forward in an attempt to escape
the charging a****l. She had hardly made it off her
knees however when out of nowhere an open palm struck
her hard across the face. Deb crashed back the floor.

"I told ya, yer not to leave yer hands and knees till I
tell ya!" Bill again warned her. "Now get back up on
'em, NOW!" he yelled at her.

Deb remained laying on the floor. Her senses were only
just coming back to her - that was no subtle blow.

"Get up!" Bill again barked at her.

Deb had subjugated herself to a lot, but this was asking
too much.

"Please..." she looked up with watery eyes, "I'll do
anything - anything - just not this, not a dog!" she was
on the verge of tears.

"Ah, shut it, you already fucked one and I'm gonna see
it with my own two eyes! Now get up, on yer knees!"

Deb couldn't speak, she was choked, but she made no
attempt to get up and only shook her head in refusal.

Bill scowled and immediately charged at her. Deb cried
out as he forcefully grabbed her by her hair and hauled
her up to her knees. There was nothing she could do to
stop him. She clawed at his grasp on her but it was
futile.

"Alright, let him go."

Smiling, Doug let go of the dog. Sam rushed right for
her. The dog was so over excited it sounded like a
stampede coming for her. Deb braced for impact.

Instead of immediately pouncing on her as she expected,
the dog instead jammed his cold, wet nose into her sex.
Deb again lunged forward but Bill was still holding her
tight.

"Oh!" Deb gasped as Sam's tongue swept across her
exposed cunt. She froze in place. The dog apparently
liked what he tasted as he then began lapping at it
feverishly.

Deb again moaned loudly as the dog's tongue broke
between her cunt's lips and attacked her clit and hole.
She couldn't help it, her hips rolled and writhed from
his assault. His tongue was wide and smooth.

"Oh god!" she cried aloud, unable to control herself.
The wide girth and length of his large tongue hit every
part of her sex, from her clit to the tiny bud of her
ass. It was overwhelming. He worked his tongue fast,
faster than any ever had on her. Though she struggled to
calm the rapidly rising storm, her attempts were hollow.
There was not taming it, there was no stopping it. The
remnants of the fire she felt earlier came roaring back.

"Fuck!" Deb released Bill's hand and beat her fist upon
the ground. She pressed her rear back into the dog's
lapping tongue as he zoned in on her leaking hole. Deb
forgot all about Bill's tight grip on her. She forgot
that that amazing tongue belonged to a dog. She forgot
herself. The heat and wanton desire of it all
overshadowed everything else.

It was apparently all overwhelming for the guys too.
They were all massaging their rock hard cocks. Bill
could take no more.

"Come on, mount up boy," Bill encouraged his dog,
tapping Deb on her rear.

"Ugh," Deb grumbled as the dog looked up, unsure of what
his master was commanding of him. He paced and whined
excitedly. Sam barked at him.

"Come on, boy, it's okay, mount up, getcha some of this
fine pussy!" Bill released his grip on Deb and again
patted Deb's ass in an attempt to goad his dog on. No
one was really paying any attention to Deb as all eyes
were on Sam to see what he would do, but Deb was frozen
still, her head hung with her hair hiding her face. They
probably thought she was just too afraid to disobey
again...

Sam leapt up.

"Ugh!" Deb grunted as the weight of the dog came down
atop her. She again cried out as he clawed at her hips,
but she made no attempt at escape. Instead she braced
herself as Sam adjusted himself up her, his haunches
already humping at her rear.

He managed to wrap her hips tightly within his forelegs,
but he jabbed aimlessly at her. All watched in awe. It
was so tense you could have cut it with a knife, but
after a few failed attempts, Sam dismounted and
immediately began lapping at Deb's cunt once again. Deb
moaned loudly with his fresh assault. By this point her
juices were pouring down her legs. Her cunt was on fire.

"You see that?" Bubba asked his brother, pointing below
the dog. Doug smiled.

"What? Wants him some pussy!" the head of the dog's red
racer was extended out its sheath.

Deb was moaning loudest yet when without warning Sam
leapt up once more, remounting his bitch. He added fresh
red scratches to her hips. With each thrust he shifted
himself ever closer to her sex. The anticipation was
almost too much.

Deb jumped forward, but she didn't go far as Sam had her
tight in his grasp. His cock had just made contact with
her. He was hot, searing hot. The red meat burned her
sensitive flesh. Jets of clear liquid were already
spurting from the tip of his cock, joining the cunt
juices and saliva that was spread across her.

Try as he may, his cock jabbed aimlessly at her. But Deb
was not herself and by this point needed it, dog or no,
she needed a hot cock inside her. Deb squeezed her eyes
closed tight, and to everyone's utter surprise she
reached back beneath herself and took hold of Sam's
slick cock and guided it towards her foaming cunt.

"Oh god! Fuck!" she wailed as the tempered head of the
dog's cock sunk into her. Sam grasped her even tighter
as his hips flexed driving more and more of it into her.
Sam whined loudly as his bitch's hot, wet cunt welcomed
him in.

He had buried little more than half of it inside of her
when his a****l instincts kicked in. With a burst of
energy, Sam loosed the most vicious assault on her
imaginable. Her wails were silenced as the air was
knocked from her by the sheer force of it.

The dog's cock pistoned in and out of her at lightning
speed. Only a jack hammer could have worked faster.
Deb's prolonged moans were rattled in step with each of
his thrusts. Red flashed in and out behind her. It
represented the fire ablaze in her pussy.

"Oohhuuhhohhhuh!" she rambled. "FU-UH-CK! F-FUCK M-
MEEE!"

The dog was huge, filling her completely. Her blind
stupor was interrupted however when she felt something
more begin to bang up again her entrance. She instantly
remembered her time before, but the memory was hazy.
Some type of bulge slipped past her a few times, teasing
her spot, soaring her coming orgasm, but it wasn't long
before the knot grew too large.

"W-wh-uh-at i-is he...ST-O-OP H-HIM!" she pleaded as the
dog rocked her back and forth. The large knot had become
stalled outside her hole, but the dog was trying with
all his might to force it into her. A shot of pain
coursed through her.

The dog was now trying to knot his bitch and the
enormous bulge was not going to fit easily into her
tight cunt. All three shifted around to see what she was
wailing about. They looked just in time as the huge red
knot disappeared into her.

Deb wailed loudest yet as her hole opened up just enough
to accept him in. And just like that, her orgasm
erupted. Deb howled like a true bitch as the dog knotted
her and began pumping his seed into her. Sam hunched
tightly atop her, now held still - but his cock was
throbbing.

Deb's climax soared ever higher as the dog's hot cum
blasted against her walls. Deb was lost. She had no idea
Bill was even pumping madly at his own cock, just before
her, till he grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled
her hung head up to face him. A rope of white cum
erupted and struck her across the face. Bill tensed up
again and sent another two across her nose and cheek,
across her brow and eye before jamming his cock into her
mouth to let out the last bit dribble out across her
tongue. Sam was still busy emptying his dog cum into her
womb.

Bill pulled his now softening cock from her mouth to
make way for his two eager sons. They both hurried up to
either side of her face. Doug took hold of her hair to
keep her facing up as they both began cumming on her
face. Then Doug forced his cock into her mouth to be
sucked dry, followed immediately by Bubba.

Sam was still cumming in her. Beads of his runny semen
were leaking from her cunt, falling to the floor.
Satiated, the boys stood back once more to watch. Deb's
cum coated face hung down again and she panted from
being over worked. Strands of her hair were stuck to her
face in the wads.

It seemed like forever, but eventually Sam came all he
could and without warning lifted himself from Deb's back
and dismounted. Deb grunted however as Sam tugged at
her. He had dismounted but Deb's cunt had not let go his
cock. He was stuck inside her. All three guys erupted
with laughter at this.

Sam whined, done with his bitch he was eager to get
away. He tugged again and again, practically dragging
Deb behind him. She cried out loudly in pain until with
a loud pop, the dog's cock suddenly slipped from her
cunt. A torrent of cum followed it out, splashing onto
the floor. Again the three Peters erupted with laughter.

"Holy shit!" Bubba exhaled in astonishment. A continuous
stream kept flowing from her gaping cunt. They all saw
for the first time the enormous tool that Sam had just
thrashed Deb with. It was huge. The veiny red piece of
meat, though pointed at the tip, as far wider and longer
than any of theirs, and at its base was a huge knot,
easily larger than a tennis ball. How had he possibly
fit that inside her?

Sam meanwhile reached his head back to lick his cock
clean.

"Ah, good boy, you don't have to do that, tha's why we
gots you a bitch!" Bill stepped forward to pull his dog
back by the collar.

"Bitch!" he called Deb, "Get over here and suck him
clean."

Deb did not acknowledge him. She was still on her hands
and knees, head hanging, panting, leaking, where Sam had
left her. Doug jumped to action though and grabbing her
once again by the hair, he led her as if it were a leash
over on her hands and knees to the side of the dog.

"Suck it!" Bill ordered her. Looking a bit pathetic with
her face covered in ropes of cum, she held her lips taut
and shook her head no. Doug gave her head a jolt in
response, still having her tight by the hair.

"Suck him!" Doug yelled at her, pushing her face down
below his belly, up against his hanging dog cock. Deb
maintained her refusal, keeping her lips shut tight, she
also squeezed her eyes closed, unable to look at the
b**st's threatening cock.

Bubba came to help, fetching the belt he strapped the
unsuspecting Deb hard across the rear. She cried out but
still refused. Again and again he brought the leather
belt across her reddened ass until she finally relented
and begged for him to stop. Tears streaked down her
cheeks, meshing with the drying cum.

Hesitantly, with Doug still forcing her face up against
the Dog's cock, Deb opened her mouth and stuck out her
tongue, sampling it. Deb reluctantly ran the tip of her
tongue up and down the length of his cock. She could
taste the sweetness of her cunt's juices and the sour
flavor of his cum on it.

"Go on, suck him!" Doug forced her face back down to
where her mouth was at the tip of his cock. Bubba gave
her another lash of the belt for good measure. Bill
chuckled at this.

Deb slowly opened her mouth wider, allowing the a****l's
pointed tip to enter between her lips. Wasn't so bad,
nothing she hadn't tasted before. It was more the idea
of sucking a dog's cock than anything. She dared not
open her eyes less she lose her nerve, and she knew
these "a****ls" wouldn't let her quit.

The speared tip brushed against her tongue. A bead of
sour cum ran across it. Deb's lips closed about its
head. His cock was hot. The dog whined again as her wet
mouth sucked his sensitive cock in. Deb couldn't believe
it, as much as he had already emptied in her cunt, his
cock soon began spurting quick jets of thin cum into her
mouth. It had the tinge of sourness, but was watery and
easily swallowed. This wasn't nearly as bad as she had
feared, in fact, far better than her initial experience
sucking Bill. Deb sucked him deeper into her mouth.

Bubba couldn't stand it. As Deb bobbed back and forth on
Sam's cock, Bubba moved up behind her and sunk his
throbbing cock into her now well used cunt. Deb moaned
loudly about the dog's cock as Bubba quickly picked up
the pace. Swallow as fast as she could, she could not
keep up with Sam' production and streams of it drooled
out across her chin and onto the floor. Bubba finally
tensed up and added his cum with the dog's, deep in her
cunt. Doug and Bill would soon follow him, bringing Deb
to another mind shattering orgasm and leading to her
u*********sness...